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June 06, 2012

before her diploma

Our memories mold us, and move our hearts.
And the good ones set standards and bars and traditions.

When I recall my own graduation day, I remember having lunch with my Mom... a fancy lunch. Or at least, it was a fancy place. Except that, alongside their sandwiches, they served chips... still in the bag. We laughed a lot that day... and I have laughed about those chips for years!
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Friday, Eric and I took our graduation-girl to lunch.
Someplace fancy-ish... someplace special.
A celebration of her and the day to come... a calm before the storm.

And it just so happens that Auntie works on property, so there were some very nice perks... like an early graduation hug, a little welling of emotion from Auntie's eyes, and a beautiful dessert surprise.

So we made a memory, of our own.

To celebrate her and all that is to come.

And someday we'll see if the tradition is carried on.

Maybe, maybe not... but Friday was beautiful and as perfect as I could imagine.

hello from sunny florida!

i'm a new england girl﻿, heart and soul... but florida has become part of me over the last 20 years, and it has become home. so here i am. daughter, sister, wife, mother, friend... writer.

i often wonder if that last part is real... i never really knew i was a writer. but the words keep coming. i write to share the gifts that God has showered me with, not to focus on the gifts, but on the grace. i write to make room for more in my mind and heart, and to remember. and when i think maybe the grace words have been used up, He tucks a few more into my soul and i keep writing.